Upper Level: Joseph Ebbett 1788 Martha Turney 1790 -1867

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Joseph Ebbett 1788 Martha Turney 1790 -1867

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4th great grandparents

Joseph Ebbett
Parents Joseph Ebbett and Eleanor McCarthy
Born 1788 Queens, New Brunswick, Canada

Occupation: Farmer

Married Martha (Patty) Turney about 1812
Died before 1871 Census was taken
Sources
1851 Canada Census Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada (age 63)

1861 Canada Census Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick Canada page 10 (age 74)
Marriage: U.S. and International Marriage Records

Note: while I found this source, there is no date other than his date of birth

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Martha's headstone
Note: VERY difficult to read. All
I can make out is "In memory
of Martha, wife of .... Ebbett
and I can't read the rest
Martha (Patty) Turney
Parents Thomas Turney and Amy Coy
Born abt 1786 Burton, Sunbury, New Brunswick, Canada
Died 22 Nov 1867 Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada

Buried
Sources
1851 Canada Census Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada (age 64)

1861 Census for Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick Canada page 10 (age 75)
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Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/162609843/martha-ebbett

CHILDREN

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3rd Great grandfather

*Joseph Ebbett

Born about 1813 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Married 1) Rachel Hutchinson 1 Dec 1836 Wicklow, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: Martha, Thomas, Mary

Joseph and Rachel's marriage record
Transcription: Joseph Ebbet and Rachael Hutchinson both of this Parish of Wicklow, were married by license with consent of her father this first day of December in the year of our Lord, one thousand eight hundred and thirty-six by me Gilbert Spare Baptist Minister.
This marriage was solemnized between (signed) Joseph Ebbitt, Rachael Hutchinson in the presence of Stephen G Burpee and John L Rice Filed and registerd this nineteeth day of December 1836 signed (name unreadable) Clerk

2) Sarah Harmon about 1852 New Brunswick, Canada

Children: Edgar, Thersey, Eveline, Henry, Stephen, Minnie, Maude, Miles, Willie, Charles

Died

Buried
Sources
1851 Canada Census Carleton, New Brunswick (age 37 according to the census)

1861 Census for Peel, Carleton, New Brunswick page 23 (38y)
1871 Census for Gagetown, Queens, New Brunswick page 65 (48y)
1881 Census for Gagetown, Queens, New Brunswick page 17 (58y)
1891 Census for Gagetown, Queens, New Brunswick (68y)
Marriage to Rachel: Church records (Druin Collection)

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Jerusha Ebbett
Born abt 1817 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Married James A Jones 22 May 1834 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: David, Frederick, Joseph, Beckwith, Jane, Martha, Jerusha, James, Sarah, John
Died 9 April 1881 Peel, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada

Buried
Sources
1851 Canada Census Sunbury, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 34, listed as "sick" on the census - she'd just had a baby so that isn't surprising)

1861 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 10 (age 44)
1871 Census of Peel, Carleton, New Brunswick page 4 (age 54)

1881 Census of Peel, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 63)
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David Ebbett
Born abt 1820 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Teacher in Sheffield school (Winter Session 1850)

Married Hannah M Thomas abt 1843 Sheffield, Sunbury, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: Louisa, Mary, Eliza, Amelia, Helen, Rebecca, Emerson, Thomas, Joseph, John, Harvey

Died 1894 Ashland, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada

Buried
Sources
Book: Journals of the House of Assembly of the Province of New Brunswick, pg 26, 27
1851 Census of Sheffield, Sunbury, New Brunswick page 5 (32y)
1861 Census of Sheffield, Sunbury, New Brunswick page 1 (no age given)
1871 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick page 12 (51y)
1881 Census of Peel, Carleton, New Brunswick page 15 (61y)
1891 Census of Brighton, Carleton, New Brunswick (70y, Widower)
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William Ebbett
Born abt 1821 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer
Married 1) Caroline Estabrooks 18 Jan 1851 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: Archibald, Annie, William, Alice, Charles, Margaret, Caroline, Carrie
2) Margaret P Estabrooks After 1871 (he was listed as a widower in 1871 census)
Children: Emma
Died before 1891 Census was taken
Sources
1861 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 12 (39y)
1871 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 9 (49y) Widowed
1881 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 8 (60y)
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James Ebbett
Born 1823 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer, Teacher in Sheffield school (Summer session 1850)
Married Martha Perley Upton abt 1850
Children: Lavinia, Lorenzo, Henrietta, Whitfield, Arminda, Arletta, Walter
Died 24 Sep 1893 Middle Simonds, Sunbury, New Brunswick, Canada (70y)

COD: Blood poisoning - three weeks

James Ebbett Death Record
Middle Simonds - 23 Sep 1893 - Male - 70y
Farmer - Baptist - Blood Poisoning 3 weeks - Sunbury Co., NB

Buried:
Sources
Book: Journals of the House of Assembly of the Province of New Brunswick, pg 27
1861 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 10 (38y)
1871 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 13 (47y)
1881 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 3 (57y)
1891 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada (67y)
Death: Acadia, Canada Vital and Church Records

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Elijah Ebbett
Born abt 1827 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer
Married 1) Elizabeth (unknown surname)
Children: Martha, Mary, Lania, Thomas, Edmund, Rozella, Pearl
2) Sarah
Died 4 Jun 1896 Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Sources
1861 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 10 (34y)
1871 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 12 (44y)
1881 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada page 18 (54y)
1891 Census of Simonds, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada (64y)
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Caroline Ebbett
Born abt 1829 Canning, Queens, New Brunswick, Canada
Note: she may have died young. I never found her in any Census
Sources
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1 comment:

JordanJuly 21, 2013 at 7:16 PM
I am hoping that you can help me find my ancestor Martha Ebbett. She died in 1872, aged (according to her tombstone) 28. She was married to John W. Campbell and died at Arthurette, Victoria County. She seems to have almost certainly been a granddaughter of Joseph and Martha.

I note that in the 1851 census, a Martha Esterbrooks (sic.) is listed as living in Joseph and Martha's home and is their granddaughter. Could this be the Martha I am looking for (who later adopted her grandparents/adoptive parents surname?).

The sources I have for her are scarce. Limited to the gravestone (on which her maiden name is not mentioned) and her son's death certificate on which she is referred to as Martha Abbot (sic.).

Any pointers or info you have would be appreciated.
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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."